Do Not Worry, My Sweetheart (Broken Dreams 1)
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She loves the man who is the real culprit behind the scars on her body and her soul. She smiles and bears all torture; just to show that she adores him, just to make that morning possible when every beam of sun would be shouting that her test is over.
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Previously named as 'Hiraeth', the homesickness for a home where return is not possible or that had never existed.
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